You were working on your list.” She pressed the notepad towards me. “How are you going to edit your daughter now that you know what she truly is l...ke? Will you make her straight, or will you make your wife accept lesbianism?”I flushed. Linda was afraid our eldest daughter was gay while never realizing our Sam, the tomboy, was the actual dyke in the family. Unless Becky was also gay and secretly dating her close friend, Tonya.I didn't know what to think. I thought I knew Sam, that she could tell. We had sponsored a rationalized single multi-use plastic that simplified recycling tremendously, and starting in Europe and eventually in the U.S... , a tariff sufficient to encourage 90%+ re-use. A homeless person still couldn’t afford a home, but they could get enough to feed themselves and their dog for a number of days with just a shopping basket load of Eternaplas™ turned in at the nearest Recy Station.Highly versatile, using this one type of plastic for nearly every consumable use meant. ..Click,...Click the machine knew nothing of his torment, with every regular beat adding to his Pain, his nipples aching from the continuous love-bite of the twin cups. He began to moan, so Molly switched off the nipple cup set, Click, Click, Click the suction on his prick continued, he was being milked, Fred too but old Fred had been here before, click,... Click perhaps if he pissed, his mind told him the machine would be appeased, desperately he tried to pass water but by now the machine had. I spoke up, "Is there something wrong with my daughter?" The Sister looked at me as if surprised I could speak."Not with your daughter as such, but with her knowledge of you." She stated flatly."If it's the rumor that I'm some type of pervert then I have to tell you . . ." I started but the Sister stopped me there and then."It's not your personal life I'm on about, well in a way it is. Wendy is under the impression that you're dead!" I looked at her open mouthed."I can assure you that I'm.